the riding frog

Can a Fat Riding Old guy become a Fit Riding Old Guy?

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Trying to transform myself from fat to fit, I get up ugly early in the morning and spin. I am also back at Weight Watchers. Both require a lot of commitment on my part. Can I keep it up?

Last year, I took a spinning class from the YMCA. It was great! Last riding season I was the fastest I have ever been. The spinning built up my leg strength. It also increased my cadence.

Good news from my weigh in! I lost another 2.2 pounds. Totaling 10.6 pounds. I guess counting points and early morning spinning does work.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

So, how vain can one get? This is my second blog. The first on can be viewed at Two FROGS on the Loose. It is a journal of a remarkable bike tour that two, gravitationally enhanced, older gentlemen went on. We plan to keep that journal going. We have another trip in the works. Read all about Two FROGS RALPHing, aka RALPH the tour. You are just going to have to visit the site to get the joke/story.

This adventure began as an assist to my brother. He is currently enrolled in an online class at a local university. He has to create a blog as part of the class. He needs to do such things as post audio, pictures, etc. He was stuck on posting a picture.

So to get to this point so I would be able to clearly guide him I had to; get a blogger account, find out about a "bot" to help you post pictures, find out the "bot" is not available to Mac Geeks, download a new web browser because Safari wasn't working, and viola, here we are. See Jeff, you can post pictures!

This photo was taken by Wes on our trip to Maine. Maybe I should use it as my " about me" or profile picture. Look for updates.

Well, we have gotten this far. I know the question - "What is a FROG?" It is a Fat Riding Old Guy. Wes and I ride around South East Michigan on our bicycles. He on his recumbent, I on my road bike. We tell bad jokes, sing old folk songs, look for diners, and enjoy life. Our wives are glad Wes and I found each other. They are happy that we each found some one to tell bad jokes to, sing old folks songs, go to diners with. They were getting tired of putting up with bad jokes, bad singing, and bad food. They don't know how to enjoy life.

Lately, I have been tired of being fat. Tired of thinking of myself as fat. Tired of looking at pictures of myself and thinking, "Damn your Fat!" So I am trying to think of myself as a FIT Riding Old Guy. A fit riding old guy watches what he eats, exercises, and drinks water.

Who knows, maybe in June when I attach the 40 lbs. of gear to my bicycle, there will be 4o lbs. less of me. We shall see.

Ride safely